Josh Aterovis

Let's hope he learned his lesson after his fender bender with Novak...

We'll find out soon... I'm planning on posting Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, so you won't have to wait long!

Somehow, the next few weeks managed to both race by and crawl. My days were a blur of constant activity as graduation drew nearer, but underneath it all, I missed Asher. The last few days of classes felt like slow, drawn-out torture. Asher and I still weren't speaking, and the sympathetic glances people kept shooting my way only made it worse. I hated being the school's latest object of pity. The rumors had spread fast, and nearly everyone seemed to blame Asher for the breakup. I doubted it

Wishing you the best and a speedy recovery! Another great chapter. What a mind you have! The last chapter can wait. Take good care of yourself!

I paused my studying when I heard Asher take another deep breath behind me, as if he were about to say something. But, just like the last five times, he let it out in a quiet sigh instead, words swallowed before they could form. I gritted my teeth and tried to focus on calculus. This was my last final, and I was determined to crush it. Most of my exams had been waived because my grades were so high, but math was my weak spot, so I still had to face the calc test. The problem was I'd been st

Thank you! I think you are pretty spot on with your analysis, Dr. @Summerabbacat. Add to that the fact that Asher is naturally less daring and Killian's death-be-damned antics probably cause him a lot of stress, and the fact that are 17/18 years old, and well...how many high school romances really last? Asher is definitely a dick, especially at the beginning of this book, but I give him some grace for being young. It's hard to sort through all of that when you don't have the life experience to understand what you're feeling. Hell, I know plenty of people in their 40s who still can't manage. 🤣 Killian has a variety of gifts. We'll see them manifest over the course of the next few books (and a short story or two). Kane is one of my all-time favorite characters. I love writing him. He's a little smart ass, but in the best way possible. I think Seth has a lot to do with how well he turned out, but yes, he is very much Adam's son.

I knew who you meant. 😉

Side note: stroppy is one of my favorite words, and has been ever since I was having an argument with a very good friend in the streets of London in the middle of the night and he called me a stroppy cow, which effectively ended the argument because I was laughing too hard to continue. Not the intended effect, I'm sure.

Thank you, Steve! That really means a lot. Sometimes I read those old stories and cringe, but sometimes I read them and think, hey, you weren't so bad after all! LOL

I can't even fathom that as a school trip!

The next week passed quickly. The repair estimates for my car were quite high, and the insurance company hadn't made a decision yet about whether they would cover the cost of repairs or just total it. In the meantime, Adam was driving Kane and me to school in the morning, and either Adam or Marcus would pick us up after. Things with Asher remained tense, but I didn't have much time to focus on our problems as the opening night of the play loomed ever closer. I was pacing in my bedroom, rehearsin

I almost dedicated this chapter to you...

Only time (and 20 chapters) will tell...

Great chapter filled with a lot of exciting developments! I love Amtapora, and the developments with Castor are very cool. I have to admit that my head is hurting from all the math talk though...

Kane gripped the dashboard in fear — whether real or feigned, I couldn't say with certainty. "Killian, will you slow down?" he wailed. "We don't have time to slow down. We're running late." "And we'll never get there if you have an accident and we die in a fiery explosion." I glanced away from the road long enough to give my little brother a skeptical look. "You watch too much TV." "Okay, so cars don't generally blow up in real life, but still, you have to admit we'll be

All lost things are in the angels’ keeping, Love; No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, Love. At last. Helen Hunt Jackson Blood was everywhere. It spattered the walls, pooled on the floor, even dripped from the ceiling. The metallic stench choked the air, so thick it seemed to cling to the skin. It was hard to believe all of it had come from just one body — but the scattered limbs and fragments confirmed otherwise. The killer stood still for a moment

Killian Kendall’s life is in flux — graduating high school, starting a new job with a private investigator, and reeling from a breakup. He barely has time to settle in when his ex-boyfriend calls with a desperate plea: prove his new boyfriend didn’t brutally murder his father with an axe. The victim was abusive, the evidence damning, and the accused is evasive, but something doesn’t add up. As Killian digs deeper, he finds himself caught in a web of lies, manipulation, and violence. Solving the case may clear a name...or cost Killian his life.

Thank you! I hope you enjoy the other stories as well!

You can dare say whatever you like, my friend. I, for one, wouldn't dare stop you. Minor quibble that has followed me for the past twenty years, while "All Things Lost" seems to be the natural cadence people seek since it is what the book gets called most often, the title is actually All Lost Things. It's from a very short poem that begins "All lost things are in the angels keeping..." A handy mnemonic is that the shortened version of the title is ALT, like the ALT key!

Thank you! And like I said, I can't wait for you to read the first chapter of All Lost Things!

She made her bed...now she has to sleep in it. ALONE FOREVER. 😜

I've had so many inexplicable experiences in my life...several of which have inspired scenes or even entire plots for my books. I get it. Thanks for reading...and commenting! It means a lot.

Isn't he just?